M A R I A   S T A R K
mother & wife
canon divergent
indie marvel rp
multi-verse/ship

semi-private & selective brought to life by
manon

established 2013
rebooted 9/2014, 8/30/15 & 4/1/16



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ELIZABETH MARCH
theme by MARIE.


4 yrs as maria, 6 yrs on tumblr.
*birds at top of theme are links!*
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simplystank:

Spending his morning in a crowded cafe wasn’t exactly his thing, but he needed to get coffee in his system, and fast,  otherwise he has no idea how he’s supposed to get through the day (with his flask already empty).

Desperate times, right?

He sighs once he finally manages to squeeze past the people, looking for a place to sit quietly (hoping his glasses are enough to keep his identity low-key). He does his best to keep his mug in place without any coffee spilling on his shirt, eyes wandering around to find an empty spot-

- And stop on a familiar figure instead.

He freezes in place, eyes wide, lips almost parted. Without realising, he begins walking towards the small table in the corner, placing a hand on the back of the empty chair there, looking down at the woman before him.

“Is this seat taken?”

          it’s normal for maria to take days to herself, to get fresh air ( with shield’s permission, of course ), but it’s hardly normal for her to be approached by anyone, let alone her son. she’s sipping at her coffee when the figure walks towards her, but she won’t lift her head in hopes he’s simply walking by her; that’s not the case here. his voice is like a thousand knives stabbing into her heart, and as she lifts her head to look at him, azure hues barely suppress the anguish running through her now. all of this happens in a matter of seconds, though, for maria is shaking her head as she straightens up in her seat.   ❛ no. you may have it. ❜   she half expects the man, her son, to simply take the seat elsewhere — maybe he’s got a friend he’s finding a seat for! — but a part of her knows better. lips thinned, though hardly out of anger, maria goes quiet as she awaits his next action.